Her dreams came from a luxury <br />enamelled in her heart <br />like diamonds spread in front of me <br />each one a work of art <br />to choose would be a sacrifice <br />to all that she had said <br />I fashioned them into a crown <br />and placed it on her head.<br /><br />Charles M. Moore<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/her-dreams/
